The single tax is alive and well, and it’s only getting worse — I live in an area of the country that has seen an overwhelming swell in housing prices since the beginning of the pandemic. Rent followed suit. It’s flat-out weird but completely understandable. We are inundated with people fleeing Southern California in search of lower-cost housing in a still desirable location…

How simple accolades do more harm than good. — When I got divorced in 2017, I fell into a horrible depression. I have told the story many times how I lived on protein shakes for longer than I should have because cooking real food and chewing it required more energy that I could muster. Weight loss ensued. It was…

Very real reasons why some women may look to “date up.” — When I entered back into the datingsphere after my divorce, I struggled to find a quality relationship. No, really. It was a well-chronicled hellscape. Routinely, men would tell me that the reason I wasn’t finding an amazing long-lasting relationship was that I was looking for the wrong guy. They recommended…

It did not involve manifesting, a dating app, or being set up. — After five years of post-divorce dating and learning to navigate the dating space again in my 40s, I realized that 98% of everything I was told to do to find a life partner was utter crap. It doesn’t work. It was never going to work. Last October, I met my…

How my not-normal brain made me fight for 25 years. — One of the hardest parts of a late-in-life diagnosis of ADHD is when you start playing the tape of your life back and see things in a way you never have. Everything starts to make sense, and it’s slightly heartbreaking. And annoying. When I play my tape, I wonder what…

I have earned the right to throw caution completely to the wind. — I am not a fan of prescriptive anything in my life. Loosely translated, there is no telling me what to do. I can’t stomach it anymore. Go over there with that nonsense. I have sorted my life into things that I need and things that I don’t need. Two buckets…

A case for same-sex platonic cohabitation. — Iwill be the first to admit that I have subscribed to the belief that as a grown-ass 49-year-old woman, I have lived long enough to have earned the right to be an adult without a roommate. The last time I had a roommate, the White House was occupied by the…

It wasn’t what you wanted. It wasn’t what you needed. Let it go. — Since I found myself smack dab in the middle of life, acting totally surprised like I didn’t see it coming at all, I found myself taking inventory of my life. There have been more than a few nights where I found myself sitting and staring blankly at nothing and talking…

Be careful the term you coin. It may stick and then we’re all stuck. — Just as soon as the sun set on “Boss Babe” and “Girl Boss”, the social media sun rose on “lazy girl jobs.” …